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mac-k the k baby - 392 lyrics

[intro]
hit it

[chorus]
went deep in this 3 92
cause a lot of n+ggas ain’t believe in me
real n+gga runnin’ in my veins, we don’t bleed the same
i don’t see it in you
bro will slam his partner over ben franklin’s, how a couple dollars get between n+ggas?
a lot of n+ggas want a free body, i gotta partner wanna be a free n+gga

[pre+chorus]
if imma gon’ tell the truth, me and you?
we not the same n+gga, we a little different
when it [?] down, imma blow my bl!ck
when we get in jams, i don’t point fingers
a lot of rappers make it to the box, but when that time knocked they becomе singers
yhea she got a man postеd on the gram, dropped it low; she gon’ come single
nd’ before i got out like a p+ssy n+gga, imma lift the chopper up like four eagles
hate a n+gga that’ll tell on the guys? turned your back on your own people
powered up the town, so lethal; he ain’t even do it
rights gettin’ read, he was broke as h+ll in the free world; but i know he dread tryina make a spread
one more drill nd’ i+
one more drill nd’ i’m goin’ fed
one more bill nd’ i+
one more bill nd’ imma start sweatin’
n+ggas out here breakin’ codes cause they brother gone
memory to the streets with no weddin’
i ain’t goin’ for it, imma blow for it; play a song for them on the violin
yhea
[?]
[verse 1]
in the back of suburbans, nd’ squad cars in the moments i get the most clarity
n+ggas wanna get free when behind bars, when they free n+ggas don’t really cherish it
when i put in the work, i do every part
n+gga lookin’ out for handouts and charity
i [?] when you hustlin’ like everyday nd’ people look at you like a celebrity
i been ready to play, cops put me in; when we win we can go out nd’ celebrate
i done seen n+ggas clutch on a different jit, when those big n+ggas act like they’re delicate
when i’m up i will help out my best manz
when they up they gon’ give you an estimate
i been ready to blow up out the trenches, ain’t n0body been tryina press detonate
i ain’t shiesty with none of the sh+t that i earned
said its cool? gang, get you another plate
i get sh+t off the muscle, i ain’t never worried; if i want it go catch me another plate
i get paid off the bowls
(what i owe?) imma give you the price off what it weigh
everything that i wanted? got up nd’ go get it, ain’t wait on no n+gga
i never waited
nd’ everything that i own? i got on my own
got that out the mud, i never hated
every b+tch that i get, is a b+tch that i hit
she came on her own, i never chase
nd’ the b+tch gon’ be bitter, i sip on this liquor
i sip on patron with no chaser
and before i do time, the lords get behind
i step on the gas, nd’ let them chase me
[pre+chorus]
i’m from the side where you grieve or you dumpin’
hit his top, tryina see him or somethin’
you can’t trust a b+tch, they gon’ leave you with nothin’
when i step, you step; we gon’ stomp em
hollow tips hit a op body, he crumpin’
you get ate up like b+tch cause he crumbs
every grip that i hold is gon’ blow like a trumpet
fall for anything, stand for the dumb way

- mac k the k baby lyrics

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